This chapter is an easter egg.,It's a bad taste of Xiaoying.,Even if it's an April Fool's Day gift for book friends.。
－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ A sea of dark blue flowers appeared in front of You Siyu's eyes.
The corners of her mouth rose and she ran through the sea of gentian flowers.
"Modo, bring Han'er to drink some tea."
Suddenly, a familiar female voice came into my ears.
"This voice is the voice of a small fish."
You Siyu hurriedly turned around and looked behind him: "I'm in a dream."
I saw three people walking towards me, a man, a woman and a child.
The man carries the child on his back, and the woman walks beside the man.
"Modo, Athomur, Han'er."
You Siyu shouted the names of the three as she approached them.
But the three people who were close at hand didn't seem to see You Siyu, and walked past her by rubbing shoulders.
"They can't see me."
You Siyu was inexplicably surprised in her heart, she caught up with the three people in front of her, and asked loudly: "I'm talking to you, why don't you ignore me?"
The three of them laughed to themselves, and gradually walked into the depths of the sea of flowers.
You Siyu chased the figures of the three and walked into the depths of the sea of flowers.
But the three people in front of him disappeared without a trace.
She looked around and walked among the flowers.
Not far away, the corner of a thing looms in the sea of flowers.
"It's a couch.
Chiyu should be there.
You Siyu walked quickly towards the chair.
Sure enough, Xun Qianyou lay on the chair.
You Siyu approached the chair, squatted down, and looked at him: "Sleeping beauty, you are still so handsome."
At this time, a butterfly flew over and landed on the placket of Xun Qianyou's clothes.
Without thinking, You Siyu reached out and clasped the butterfly upside down under her palm.
A bony, warm hand covered hers as expected.
You Siyu looked at Xun Qianyou kissing her hand, her heart was in a trance, and the hand holding the butterfly opened unconsciously.
At this time, Xun Qianyou's long and narrow phoenix eyes slowly rose, butterflies danced on his lips, and an uninhibited smile floated on his lips.
"You" Before You Siyu's words could be spoken, he felt his body lean forward and fell into Xun Qianyou's arms.
Instinctively, she reached out to support his chest.
"This lady, not everyone likes to be embraced, please get away from me."
A cold voice came from the opposite body of Xun Qianyou.
You Siyu stared at Xun Qianyou curiously: "What did you just say?"
"Please take your hands off."
The man's voice carried a hint of anger.
At the same time, You Siyu felt that her shoulder was pushed hard.
She opened her eyes reluctantly, and what caught her eye was a face exactly the same as that of Xun Qianyou in her dream.
"Egg fried rice, I slept well, why are you pushing me" You Siyu pouted slightly, looking at the cold face in front of her with a little complaint.
"Hey, did you have a strange spring dream," the man's voice was cold and sarcastic.
"Spring Dream" You Siyu looked at the man in front of him, and in a trance, he had a sense of déjà vu.
"Are you dreaming of spring, do you think I am the sleeping beautiful man in your dreams, openly hug me on the plane, and I want to accuse you of bad intentions towards me."
Hearing this, You Siyu felt a little inexplicably panicked in her heart.
She reached out and grabbed the man's arm: "Egg fried rice, what's wrong with you, why are you talking to me like this" "Is egg fried rice a personal name, and someone would call such a strange and ridiculous name."
The man snorted softly and pursed his lips disdainfully.
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"Situ Ran, are you teasing me again?"
"Who is Situ Ran?"
You Siyu looked at the man in surprise and inexplicably, and an incredible thought flashed in her heart: "Could it be that everything I experienced before was a dream, how is this possible?"
"This lady, do you want something to drink" A flight attendant pushed a trolley and stood beside You Siyu.
"Give her a cup of herbal tea, she needs to lower the fire."
The man turned his head to look at the flight attendant.
"Okay, I'll pour you a cup of chrysanthemum pear tea."
The stewardess poured the herbal tea into the cup and handed it to You Siyu.
You Siyu looked at the cup of herbal tea in a daze, and did not reach out to take it, but asked softly: "Am I on the flight from China to H City?"
The flight attendant nodded inexplicably.
"Today is the year, month, day" "Ah" The stewardess was slightly stunned: "Madam, are you okay?"
"Today is June 28, 2016.
You don't have a spring dream, you don't remember anything," the man sneered coldly.
"Two years ago, I'm back two years ago."
You Siyu sat down on the seat like a deflated ball in an instant: "How can this be, how can this be?"
"Ma'am, You" The man waved his hand at the flight attendant, then turned around and looked at You Siyu: "girl, you disturbed my sleep, and you haven't told me sorry yet."
You Siyu turned her head to look at the man, her eyes slowly became wet and red, and her small mouth also pouted: "You are not Situ Ran, why are you sitting next to me on the same flight as me, why do you appear in my dreams?"
"What you mean is that only Situ Ran can have a flight with you, can sit next to you, and can appear in your dreams.
Then where is the Situ Ran in your mouth?"
"He" You Siyu felt a tingling pain in his heart, his nose was sore, and tears couldn't help falling anymore: "I worked hard to find him, and I worked hard to be with him."
Why is it a dream, I suffered a lot for him, took cold showers, blew cold winds, had a fever, was hospitalized, rebelled against my eldest brother, and finally gave birth to a child for him out of wedlock.
All of this, how can it end up being a dream, this can't be a dream, I don't allow it to be just a dream. ” You Siyu reached out and grabbed the man's collar, crying and said, "Listen, I don't care who you are, you are the Situ Ran in my dream."
You remember, I met you on this plane, after which I will be your subordinate.
We were a little out of place at first, but soon you will like me.
We climbed Cangshan Mountain, swam through Erhai Lake, celebrated birthdays together, celebrated Qixi Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Halloween, Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, Valentine's Day, and spent more than 800 days and nights together.
There are many happy, fond memories between us, and you must believe that no matter what happens between us, we will never be separated.
Do you hear me, remember," she said at the end, hugging the man's neck and crying.
The man hugged You Siyu in his arms and gently patted her back: "I know, I remember everything you said."
You Siyu hugged the man tightly and let the tears flow down her cheeks.
Suddenly, in the man's neck, she saw a red cord.
She reached out and hooked the red thread, and a dark red stone appeared in front of her.
You Siyu also took out a stone of the same color tied with a red thread rope from his neck: "You, why do you have a wolf hip stone, who are you?"
"This wolf's hip stone was given to me by my wife on the day I got married.
She said that she would use this wolf's hip stone to tie my heart forever for the rest of my life.
The man said as he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of You Siyu's eyes.
You Siyu listened to the man's words, and the tears in his eyes welled up again: "You have been married, so what should I do, I still want to marry you, I still have to give you a son."
What to do" "Clownfish, we got married just two months ago.
Our son, Xunxun, is almost a year old. ” You Siyu looked at the man with a pair of teary eyes: "You are Situ Ran" After a while, she raised her fist angrily and slapped his chest: "You tease me again, tease me again."
"Teasing once a day, it's my exclusive privilege."
Situ Ran took You Siyu into his arms again, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead: "Clownfish, how fortunate I am, whether in your dreams or in reality, I am your favorite."
You Siyu raised her tear-stained face and stared at Situ Ran: "The indispensable favorite in my heart can only be you, it must be you."
The plump lips kissed the thin red lips tightly.
The promise of the third life is not lightly promised :